always the same
forever changing
every time i cry
and die
just a little bit more
inside
why
and what am i
still living
for?
killing time till you see me
right/correctly
is killing me
every day and every
night
i see the moon then
think of you
especially when
she's full
...i'm feeling
so very empty
without your love
within me
why keep on breathing?
i keep waiting
and waiting
y waiting
please try to hurry
honeybee/abeja
melífera
pretty
please
pretty
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